Mar 11 2011
My mother passed away today. She was 88. And in Viet-Nam. I wept all day. For a life that had suffered a lot. Through wars and strife and sorrow. But the ending was calm. The death was expected. I got the call on a few days earlier, notifying me that my mother was fading. I …
Mar 08 2011
As I lie in my bed right now, I can hear the sirens in the distance. From our (my) bedroom, I hear sirens every day. It’s been that way for years. Our house is up on a hill, a block or so from Los Angeles’ Sunset Boulevard. A few blocks down on Sunset Boulevard is …
Mar 06 2011
I am like a deer in headlights. An impending crash is about to happen and I don’t know what to do. I have until the end of March to file a case, but I still have nothing to work with. At the beginning of February, I sent Ruth’s medical records to an oncologist who said …
Feb 22 2011
It’s nearing the end of February and I am getting very nervous. I’m nervous because after the last day of March, I can no longer pursue any action to try to get at the actual truth about Ruth’s treatment. At that point, all action must legally cease. And I feel no closer than a year …
Nov 06 2010
I miss Ruth so much. There was this one person on this earth who understood me well, all aspects of me. In the terms of this culture, she was my “soul-mate.” No matter how odd my actions and thoughts were, she would listen—and understand. But that person is no more. In my grief, I’ve thought …